God knows

"Ann, can I buy a box of eggs on the way back from school?"

"It's not convenient!" I said, throwing my schoolbag over my shoulder, "The school bus is coming to the street!"

"Then can I buy eggs 'specially'?" Mom threw the pot into the sink, making a huge noise, and turned her head to ask me with a begging look. Who knows what is so important about this egg? , "Please, sweetheart, do Mom a favor."

I rolled my eyes, and my mother lowered her voice when she saw this, and her tone became realistic.

"Ann, you also know that Mom can't make any tricks for breakfast, it's a bit embarrassing without eggs..."

Yes, it’s the inexplicable sense of responsibility of being a mother again. These thoughts are too endless. I waved my hands hurriedly, "Okay, okay...I’ll buy it, I’ll buy it. I’m going to be late..." Taking advantage of this gap, I ran out of the porch .

I'm going to be late, there's nothing wrong with that, if I don't run across the street to reach the designated point on the hour, I can only watch the black smoke of the school bus leaving.How old are people and can't drive to school, and running here every day, isn't it embarrassing?

Then, then I saw her again.

Just as I was passing Bert's newsstand, carefully skipping over his magazines that had been accidentally scattered on the floor, I saw her leaning against the telephone pole, looking at the breakfast couple by the window in the cafe.

She is like the scenery of this world, beautiful and contented.

I'm really going to be late, I looked on my phone, and felt a pity that I couldn't look at her more, so I took a deep breath and quickened my pace.At the moment when I was about to run wildly at the intersection, what I saw out of the corner of my eye shocked me. I didn't even think about it, so I stopped and rushed in the opposite direction.

I grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the sidewalk, just right at the moment when the taxi roared past me presumptuously.

"You cross the road without looking at the road, what are you doing?" Having lived in this city for several years, everyone knows that taxis are not polite to wait for people.

She was as stiff as if she was still in shock, but she didn't keep looking at the roaring traffic on the road like ordinary terrified people. Her shocked expression was fixed on my face, and she went back and forth for a long time.

"You..." Her voice was nice, with a unique articulation, like the kind of indistinctness of lowering the voice to speak to people, but it was just right so that it would not be hard to hear, and it seemed to have an accent—a kind of distorted British accent.More importantly, her moderate audio sounds reminiscent of a sunny day—a sunny day with mild light.

"Be careful!" I said, taking another look at my phone and knowing I was absolutely screwed.

Now I have to transfer two buses to get to school. At the end of the year, I must get the privilege of driving to school with my mother.I thought about it, knowing that if I didn't hurry to get on the bus at this moment, I would definitely be very late, but the first complete sentence she said to me put my plan on hold.

"you…"

"Can you see me?"

"For hundreds of years..."

"I'll be first?" I asked.

She nodded.

"I thought little babies could see me, because their minds have no impurities and can see the simplest things..." She said but shook her head, she would lean over in front of the stroller, and walk beside her ignoring the parent , Just like this, I lowered my head and forced the child to look at me, "...but I made a mistake." If the child cried and laughed, it was always because of something behind her.

"So there is no impurity in my mind?" Hahahaha, funny.

She raised one eyebrow and looked at me.

"It shouldn't be possible." With a matter-of-fact attitude, it sounded a bit mechanical, "But what's so special about you, I still don't know."

"So you said," I casually pulled over the open-air chair of the coffee shop and sat down, while eating the sandwiches my mother made in the morning, as expected, there would be no tricks without eggs, "What did you say your name is? Cupid?"

"Cupid, the god of love, is a myth of human beings." She said, her fingers slid across the edge of the table, her gaze remained on my face, as if looking for something, "We all have our own names, my name is Phoenix. "

"Well, I'm Ann," I said, though at the moment I thought of her as a lunatic, a beautiful lunatic.

"install."

She repeated it, and even though the name was only one syllable, she pronounced it beautifully.

"Seriously," I said, crossing my arms across my chest and staring at her, "how on earth do you want me to believe that you are invisible and a love-spreading god, such a crap that I can believe whatever I say? "I said and laughed, after all I still spent time listening to her bullshit, "You want to prove it to me?"

Phoenix then got up, took away the newspaper that the office worker next to him was reading, and then slapped him.

Poor office man, I thought, looking around with a terrified and bewildered expression, but still couldn't see what force knocked off his newspaper and caused a sharp pain in his face.

"Okay, you proved that you are invisible." I said, "but you could also be a wraith, or some inexplicable ghost thing? Cupid, what do you say?" Seriously, she said with a cold look It's Eros, no one will believe it, okay?The whole thing is too uncomfortable, too angelic.

"It's going to take a while."

"Uh huh." I replied, to be honest, I was looking forward to it.

So far, it is still within the supernatural range that I can afford. I think it is because she still looks like a normal person, able to communicate, talk, and even have a name. When I pulled her arm to pull it in, Also feel the body temperature clearly.I was surprised that other people couldn't see it, but it was a fleeting surprise.

"Yes."

Phoenix looked across the street, spit out his voice softly, then stood up, his eyes focused on the man and woman on the other side, "they." The man and woman walked, maintaining an appropriate distance, intimate, but could see It's just a friendship relationship.

I saw her make a bow-drawing motion, and she could only make this gesture out of thin air, but the muscles in her arms tensed up, and her fingers were also tightly hooked, as if exerting force.She half-closed her eyes as if she was aiming, and then she let go of the hand holding the bow, as if everything that was tense at that moment collapsed in an instant.

I stood on the chair and stared at the men and women across the street. I saw that the man seemed to be hit by something the moment he let go of Phoenix. He stared blankly at the woman. The atmosphere between them was even within this distance. Looking at it, I also saw subtle changes.

The man stretched out his hand, holding the woman with difficulty and shyly.

I think I just witnessed two people falling in love, watching movies, albums is one thing!How rare, how rare and precious is this scene that actually happened in front of you.The mood at this moment is really indescribably complicated, because she does not know what kind of magic she casts, I feel really unbelievable, and at the same time very shocking, on the other hand, I always feel a kind of emotion overflowing in my heart.

"You..." I was still excited when I sat down, "You... did you see? You just...you..."

And her usual indifferent expression completely extinguished my enthusiasm. Thinking about it, it seems that after counting the banknotes for several years, the operator will be indifferent to the piles of money.

It's just that it makes it hard for me to speak freely in front of her.

Eros!Sitting in front of me now is the god of love!

I looked down at my phone again and saw my friend Lisa text me from school: "Where are you!?"

I raised my head to look at Phoenix and cast my gaze into the distance again. Thinking about it, it doesn’t matter if I return to the truth.

"I'm having breakfast with Cupid."

"Fuck you, do you fucking want to come?" Liza said to me.

Uh... some emergencies allow you to drop everything for a while, and I'm not sure if the supernatural falls into that category.I struggled for a long time without making a decision, until Phoenix, who seemed to be thinking deeply, turned his head and spoke to me—or in that tone, it was more like an order, I finally made a decision under the "assistance", and returned texted Lisa.

"You, you can see me." Phoenix said, his voice was nice but his tone was not warm, "and I don't know why, you need to help me figure it out."